Every time Wen Chi thought of Huanhuan's pale little face, he couldn't help but frown, so he planned to take good care of her after the surgery.
The moonlight outside the window fell on his shoulders, casting a layer of silver light over him.
It was just a silhouette, yet it inspired endless imagination,
His reserved nature, high knowledge, and extraordinary skills made him very popular among young girls wherever he went. Now that he was married, who knows how many women's hearts he would break?
Thinking this, Li Jian couldn't help but sigh, "You lucky guy, with a good job, a bright future, and a charming wife, how can others not envy you?"
"Keep it up, I'm rooting for you," Wen Chi encouraged.
Li Jian gave him a look, thinking it's easy for someone full to not understand the hungry, talking without knowing the pain of sitting.
"Also, don't spread the word about this, since my dear is a public figure, I wouldn't want her rest to be disturbed."